3.1 “Prayer to the Sun” by VbarbatoAtRoss Lyrics

“Prayer to the Sun”

1
I am come. I am come to where
Your tall tree stands,
To earn your joy,
My lovely Lord.

2
It is you who bestows
Everything good,
All the blessings
That lie in your hand,
Grant me your blessings,
Your redeeming word.

3
I can see
What is good
What is bad In this world.
Grant me your light,
You, my true father.
Grant me great understanding
In my thoughts and my reason
So I may bow my head to you
Forever and ever.
Lift the spell of pain from me
That the demon Cizin cast.
4
If what I swear is not true,
Let my mother die,
Let my father die,
Let my wife die,
Let my livestock die,
If what I tell you,
Father, is not true.

5
I implore you,
Beautiful Heavenly Father,
Glorious upon your throne
On high.
Therefore do I bow to you,
Blessed and only God,
You who grant the good
And the bad on this earth:
I call out to you...

(Songs of Dzitbalché 2)